The feral growl and the way that Russ arched back to meet his thrusts undid Carrick. With a sound that was half moan and half guttural cry, he jerked forwards one final time and came hard, emptying himself deep inside his lover. His fingers clamped onto Russ' hipbones with bruising strength as he buried himself as deeply as possible inside Russ' smooth heat.
He was still for a moment, gathering himself. In that moment, Carrick thought that never wanted this to end - that he would never go a night without Russell's touch.
Slowly, his grip on his lover's hips loosened, and his flattened palm stroked back over the hot, reddened skin. Still buried deep inside Russell's body, he began to spank the smooth rear once more, focusing on the most sensitive spots on the underside of each ass cheek.